This is a song about "Call of duty advance warfare"

Warfare and religion seem to run parallel,

And got her room number, you can find me there

Well its the microphone blaster skill advance enhancer

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Take a chance, my life will get better, ill advance

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Well its the microphone blaster skill advance enhancer

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

My advice advance in the shit you write,